Kingdom Come: Deliverance, but Warhammer 40k

Chapter 94 Negotiation

"Actually—I'm not a demon."

Anastasius muttered something under his breath.

His tentacles twitched awkwardly, trying to make themselves look round and cute.

To make his point more convincing, he raised a tentacle that was still dripping with clear slime and waved it like a student answering a question. "Strictly speaking, I am a legitimate pet on this ship."

The demon winked at the old man, and several eyeballs distributed along the edges of his torso blinked as well.

"Commanded by the temporary deck commander and approved by President Cass, it is a pet with complete documentation and legal status."

"I had no idea that a commander had appeared on my ship."

The old man paused, shifting his gaze from the few tentacles that were crawling around uncontrollably, and added a sentence.

"And I have no idea when my ship acquired the ability to make a demon a pet."

"It didn't exist before, but it does now."

Orion couldn't help but chuckle; he never imagined he would joke with a demon.

It's like being in a dream; perhaps I'm already dead, and what I'm seeing now is just a scheme by an evil god.

"I will be sentenced to death many times by the court."

"Anyway, you're already old and frail. Do you need me to lend you some flesh? I can make you young again."

Henry coughed lightly, bringing the increasingly strange topic back on track.

"We came here with a mission."

"The first task is to find our lost companions."

"Secondly, it is to stop the ongoing plan of Chaos."

Just then, a head peeked out from behind the ruins.

Just then.

A head peeked out from behind the ruins.

Theresa hesitated for a long time before slowly walking out.

She kept looking at Anastasius, somewhat curious about the demon before her.

When the demon saw the opposite sex, it also shrank back in fear.

Although it doesn't seem to make any sense.

"It now appears that the first goal has been achieved."

Theresa nodded without saying a word, and simply stood silently beside Henry.

Orion took all of this in.

"So, what's the second thing?"

The old man looked at Henry and returned to the main topic.

"Do you know what Chaos is trying to do on my ship?"

"They want to bring something that belongs to Nurgle into reality, and therefore fight for ownership of it."

"What is it?"

"The crown of corruption."

The old man's brows furrowed slowly, and the wrinkles on his face gathered together.

He had never heard of this name before.

But the name alone was enough to make him feel a strange unease, as if an invisible chill had seeped into his bones from the floor of the hall.

Henry continued.

"Fortunately, it hasn't really entered the material universe yet."

"To be precise, it has not yet found a suitable host."

Orion slowly raised his head.

"You mean—it's on my ship?"

"To be precise, its power has already been projected here."

"The true entity should still reside in the subspace corresponding to this region."

The old man took a slow breath.

Even though he had made various guesses about this chaotic invasion, he never imagined that his proud spaceship, this steel fortress sailing through the stars, would become the medium for Nurgle to descend into reality, turning into a breeding ground for calamity.

"That sounds awful, like those weird stories I heard when I was young—"

Orion remained silent for a long time.

"So, Henry, what are you planning to do?"

"Two options."

"First, we find all the candidates who want this crown and kill them all."

"This crown cannot truly be bestowed without a suitable master."

The old man nodded gently.

"And the second one?"

Henry gazed at the completely collapsed remains of the Chaos Egg in the distance.

"If I ever have no other choice, I will wear it myself—I am already qualified to wear it."

"It can be brought into the material world at any time."

"Then I will banish it and myself into the depths of the galaxy."